Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 206: Family meeting (8)

Wow ha ha ha ha! Brothers, are you in a hurry? The face-slap started, and a good time!

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"108th candidate, Hong Dali."

The woman responsible for broadcasting on the podium looked at the material in her hand and announced it indifferently: "Hong Dali, 18 years old, just held the ceremony. The ranking of young children in the family in one or three years: None. At present, the projects are as follows: one nightclub, three hotels, and several real estates," she couldn't read it just after reading here, and the voice behind her became smaller and smaller: "Various pet dogs, several, stray dogs, several, one mountain, one lake ..."

Then the woman’s face was flushed, maybe it was too hard to hold her smile, and she decisively looked for the big elder Hong Tu to help: "Big elder, you see..."

At this time, the disciples of the following family have already burst into laughter--

"Hahaha, it is worthy of our family's first prodigal son, as expected, this kid is really a prodigal son!"

"Hey, it's really losing all our family's face, how can this be done."

"If you don’t look at Wu Bo’s face, I guess he can’t even enter this big conference room?"

"Oh, unfortunately, with such a good background, I can’t understand how he can be mixed like this?"

"Who knows, this is really a blessing for everyone..."

"Cough cough!" After listening to the low ridicule and regret sighing from the disciples below, Hong Tu couldn't help but blush old, and coughed hard until the following finally became quiet, and then he sinked Channel: "Dali! Dali! Don't hurry up and report."

He yelled, but did not see anyone. Then he yelled twice, but still no one.

At this time, the whole conference room was quiet, everyone looked around, and suddenly a family disciple shouted, "Here it is!"

Everyone was looking in the direction, and then the whole meeting room was completely silent for a while.

Only a small grunt came from Hong Dali: "Hoo... Huo..."

This time Hongtu also collapsed: "This...this..."

Suddenly, all the children of the family laughed insanely, and many of them could not even straighten their waists. Only a burst of laughter that almost broke through the sky could be heard in the entire conference room: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Hahaha—!!!”

Hong Dali: "Hoo... Huo..."

Hong Tu couldn’t cry, he wanted to call Hong Dali, but he also knew that it would be better to tell Hong Dali to continue to sleep, otherwise he would lose his face even more. He thought about it for a while, and suddenly said to the woman in charge around him: "I remember, there seems to be a man named Ling Xiaoyi around Dali. It is said that he is responsible for helping Dali manage these things. You go and call her now. "

"Yes." The woman left immediately, but her face was very red when she walked, and she was covering her mouth tightly-it must have been running with a smile.

"En Hum!" Hong Tu cleared his throat: "Well, Dali's usual affairs are all managed by his men, everyone wait a minute."

Now the elder Hong Tu speaks, the following disciples naturally dare not go too far, but all of them are talking in a low voice, and the topics of discussion are naturally around Hong Dali: "Ah, this has to be Is it the final trial?" "Almost, hehe, actually he still had a chance. The problem is that he bought so many real estate, how much can he increase even if the value is increased?" "Yeah yeah, this Once it was estimated that it would fall to the bottom. Alas, the prodigal nickname seems to have to accompany him for a lifetime."

It is estimated that if you change to someone else, this effort has long gone into the ground.

But when Hong Dali slept, he called a stable: "Hoo... Huo..."

He didn’t take it seriously at all, of course, this kind of meeting really did have the same effect as the lullaby for him-what he hated most was this dry report. More than a hundred people inside, indeed, Yu Xianyu, who hypnotized Hong Dali, died.

That was really awake and awake...

It didn’t take long for the door of the big conference room to be slowly pushed open, and Ling Xiaoyi followed the woman who was looking for her, and came to this big conference room together.

In the large conference room at this time, the children of the family were whispering, many people did not know her, and after seeing her coming in, all eyes turned to her for a time.

Ling Xiaoyi glanced casually, many people took the same in their eyes, of course, more is gloating.

No one wants to send charcoal in the snow.

With just one glance, Ling Xiaoyi has roughly understood the situation on the court.

It seems that they are all waiting to see the young master’s joke. Ling Xiaoyi laughed lightly in his heart and didn’t say much. He quickly walked into the field and rushed to the three elders on the high pedestal. Yili said, "The young master's dog legs, Ling Xiaoyi has seen three elders."

When she said this, there was another burst of laughter in the hall: "Hahaha, she actually admitted that she was Hong Dali's prodigal dog leg, which is really strange." "This year is really good for dog legs. As I said outside, this is really a collection of things." "Otherwise, as a prodigal, you have to have dog legs. Dali is a successful prodigal!"

Listening to the children of the family, Ling Xiaoyiyun was breezy and smiled slightly, without the slightest appearance of aerodynamic anger, just standing there quietly, waiting for the instruction to report the results.

Hong Tu looked at the little girl in front of her, and was curious about what she said. I don't know if her sentence "Young Master's No. 1 Dog Leg" is really from the heart, or is it because of something.

"Cough!" He coughed hard. After everyone in the meeting room closed his mouth, Hong Tu nodded at Ling Xiaoyi and said, "Xiaoyi girl, a business that invests heavily." You should be more clear, so now, you can start."

"Okay," Ling Xiaoyi smiled and bowed to Hong Hongtu, then sorted out the thread and began to report all the current results of Hong Dali.

What should I say? As the number one dog leg under Hong Dali, Ling Xiaoyi does have real skills. For those things that Hong Dali engages, she is like a family treasure, and she immediately reported: "Young Master Purchased the Xisihuan Yelaixiang Night Club, which cost a total of eight million yuan." She finished her remarks and immediately a professional began to record.

"Yes," Hong Tu nodded and asked, "So what is the profit now? Is it a loss or a profit? How much did you lose? How much did you earn?"

His words can be said to be a concern for everyone around the scene. Everyone thought: "Hong Dali is a prodigal, and he can still make money by doing something? It would be good if he did not lose money." There are also well-informed, secretly said: " This project, Hong Dali is really not a loss, I heard that it is very hot there now."

Ling Xiaoyi laughed: "At present, the daily turnover has reached a net profit of 50,000 yuan. The annual net profit is 18 million."

Hongtu: "..."

Ling Xiaoyi's remarks, the following people were immediately shocked: "This... how is this possible? A net profit margin of more than 200%? This is cheating!" Shouted loudly: "You can't make it up, how can such a high profit!" "Yeah yeah, we ask for a thorough investigation!"

Hong Anbao’s face paled instantly: "This... this is impossible! This is impossible! When he bought Yelaixiang, Yelaixiang was about to go bankrupt! How long is this? The annual profit is 1,800 Ten thousand?!

"Quick! Quickly send someone to check the bill! Quickly go!" Hong Tu was also really surprised.

Hong Dali bought this nightly incense for the prosperous, how profitable is it? !

About five minutes later, there was a servant who hurriedly came over with a phone. Hung Tu pressed the hands-free button, and there was an exclaimation from the reviewer on the phone: "Great elder, true! It’s true !I checked the account, bank account number, and statement bill, all of which are true!"

Everyone was completely stunned.

Is this...really?

Hong Tu looks in the direction of Hong Dali. The one where Hong Dali is sleeping is called a sweet: "Hoo... Huo..."

After a brief shock, Ling Xiaoyi asked with a smile: "Great Elder, can I continue?"

"You continue, you continue!" Although Hong Tu was an elder, he couldn't help sitting upright at this time: "I am listening, please continue to speak!"

"The young master spent 2.4 million to buy the zero point, which is now the end point, plus the cost of advertising and employee authors, the total investment is about 6 million." Ling Xiaoyi slowly said: "The current monthly turnover is 60,000 net profits, and the annual net profit is 720,000."

"This is okay, this is okay," Hong Tu took his teacup and gasped. Regardless of this, this is finally normal.

The following people have learned well this time, and they aren’t blindly coaxing, just a lot of people whispered below: "This is okay, reluctantly, I will say, how can he be so perverted in each. "It's true, this is just so-so, with 6 million inputs and an annual output of 720,000, it is incomparable to Yelaixiang. It is estimated that Yelaixiang is made by others because of its good quality." "Yeah yeah, let me just say, he can't always be so lucky!"

Hearing this~IndoMTL.com~Hong Anbao suddenly relaxed a lot.

Even Mu Yuxi, the family's first contemporary genius, breathed a sigh of relief.

With six million dollars invested, this income can only be said to be barely lossless.

After all, if everything is as perverted as the previous Yelaixiang, then she doesn’t need to be mixed anymore.

Unfortunately, Ling Xiaoyi obviously came here this time: "It's just that the current end of the day has exceeded the 800,000 mark. Many manufacturers want to advertise on the website, but they are only pushed by the young masters. Lost."

She said here, her face showed a devilish smile: "The total value of those advertisements is 5.3 million per year. If you consider that it will not affect the reader's reading experience, it is no problem to control it within two million. Of."

"Poof--" Hun Tu suddenly spouted out a sip of tea in his mouth.

This still does not affect the reader’s reading experience. If it affects it a little bit, wouldn’t it be able to receive at least three million ads every year? ! (m)